A poem summarizing racial injustice in America.
Don't judge me
Before you know me
I'm so so much more than what you see
I'm a whole other world fighting to be set free
Head, shoulders, knees and toes.
Look at that something everyone knows.
A planet filled with people.
Hopes and dreams.
Just open your eyes,
And you will see.
For #blacklivesmatter
We have done nothing wrong but run from hell. Don't you see? WE ARE SCARED OF YOU?!
If We Get Cut, We Will Bleed, And In Life, We All Want To Succeed.
This is my version of "I Have A Dream". Happy MLKJ Day!
To people suffering from the pandemic and the world.
similar, not equal, but still all the same in so many ways / humanity and equality / so… it’s the fiftieth anniversary of martin luther king jr.’s assasination. and i was watching on the news and i th...
This story is not true in some places but where I am is....Men, the people us women usually forget.
You were the sun, and I was the moon. Until you wanted me to be nothing at all.
"Poets write about love. How are you supposed to write about love if you refuse to have anything to do with sexual attraction?" Asexual people can love. I can love. Sex isn't the centre of life guys. ...
A poem summarizing racial injustice in America.
Don't judge me
Before you know me
I'm so so much more than what you see
I'm a whole other world fighting to be set free
Head, shoulders, knees and toes.
Look at that something everyone knows.
A planet filled with people.
Hopes and dreams.
Just open your eyes,
And you will see.
For #blacklivesmatter
We have done nothing wrong but run from hell. Don't you see? WE ARE SCARED OF YOU?!
If We Get Cut, We Will Bleed, And In Life, We All Want To Succeed.
This is my version of "I Have A Dream". Happy MLKJ Day!
To people suffering from the pandemic and the world.
similar, not equal, but still all the same in so many ways / humanity and equality / so… it’s the fiftieth anniversary of martin luther king jr.’s assasination. and i was watching on the news and i th...
This story is not true in some places but where I am is....Men, the people us women usually forget.
You were the sun, and I was the moon. Until you wanted me to be nothing at all.
"Poets write about love. How are you supposed to write about love if you refuse to have anything to do with sexual attraction?" Asexual people can love. I can love. Sex isn't the centre of life guys. ...